What matters in life to me

love-sculpture

One of my all-time favourite bloggers, Pinky Poinker, wrote a post last year called On My Deathbed. She pondered what life’s really about and asked the curly question “What matters to YOU in life?”

I felt a bit spooked after reading it. A few hours earlier I’d wailed on my blog: “I don’t know what I want!”

But, as soon as I saw Pinky’s question, the answer was obvious. I wrote in her comments section: “Love pretty much sums it up for me.”

I later noted: “Not hearts and flowers love, though that would be awesome. And I hope it crosses my path again one day, because it’s a dazzling thing. The love I’m talking about encompasses all its Googly forms …”

love

 [luhv]
noun
1. a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.

2. a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for parent,child, or friend.

3. sexual passion or desire.

4. a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart.

5. (used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like):

“Would you like to see a movie, love?”

6. a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour.

verb (used with object), loved, loving.

15. to have love or affection for:

“All her pupils love her.”

16. to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person).

17. to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in:

“to love music.”

18. to need or require; benefit greatly from:

“Plants love sunlight.”

19. to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover.

Things went a bit blerk after that loved-up post, as they always do when you tempt fate. I got all glittery with anger at my ex, which lead to the vicious screaming match that’s resulted in an unspoken agreement to NEVER fight like that ever again. And so far – knock on wood – we haven’t.
I also felt really aimless and empty. I was fretting about my “unknown future” and wrote about my limbo state:

It’s a bit like I’m marking time, waiting for my real life to begin.

Except this IS my real life.

And being alone makes me realise my new life needs to be a fulfilling one that’s not just about keeping my kids fed, dressed and happy.

I mean, they’re really, really important. But so am I.

What makes me happy?

I can’t be reliant on sucking the marrow of love from those around me to keep emotionally afloat.

It has to come from within.

A lot has changed since then. I’m much better at being alone now. I don’t need the music turned up loud to drown out the silence. I don’t sob in the shower because my kids are on holidays without me. I’m as close to content as I’ve been for a very, very long time.

But one thing that hasn’t changed – I still think love is all you need.

Well, that and the AWESOME back paid School Kids Allowance I just received from the government.

I didn’t even know such a glorious thing existed.

Bless it. And damn the government for abolishing it from January 2016.

In the meantime, my credit card bill thanks you.

What matters to you in life? 

Song of the day: Moulin Rouge Love Medley

 

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3 thoughts on “What matters in life to me

  1. I think love is an important thing for me. I had a long conversation this morning with my daughter in Chicago about the difference between love and control and it made me realise just how fortunate I have been with my husband. Love and family are so important (and money never hurts either – not that we have a lot of it and more would certainly not go amiss – not lots – just some !!).
    Have the best day xox

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